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Jul 2013
I wish I could sing, play the acoustic guitar.
But I do not have the patience to practice daily.

I wish I could make really great art.
But I do not wish to try, only to fail.

I wish I could understand what they're saying.
But I cannot connect their lips and the sounds.

I wish I could keep them close to me.
But I do not have the stamina to care.

I wish I had a reason to be unhappy, maybe.
But I don't even know if I'm unhappy or not.
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